So I was on my way home last night after 11:00pm and on W16 between Wesbrook and Blanca on the UBC endowment lands and I ran out of gas (another story). I'm pushing my bike along and a car pulls up and buddy offers to take me to a gas station. I didn't feel right leaving my bike at the side of the road in the middle of nowhere so I declined and said I would just push it to Blanca and coast down the side streets until I got to the Shell on 10th or the Cheveron at Alma. Buddy says fine and takes off. When I get to the corner of 16th and Blanca I'm sweating like anything and Buddy shows up again and says he doesn't think I'll make it to the station before it closes so he suggests I just wait right where I am and he will go and get some gas for me. Sure enough, he shows up 10 minutes later with a 5L of gas in a new can he had to buy. HE WOULDN'T EVEN TAKE ANYTHING FOR IT!!! Just said don't worry about it and that he was just helping out. To the nameless good samaritan, I say thank you very much for restoring my faith in humanity.